木枯らし鳴く街角 寒がりな白い息「季節の変わり目は風邪ひきやすいんだ」っけ忙しなく流れる時間の中で浮かぶのはいつもこんな些細なフレーズ
涙が滲んだアスファルトに また花咲くよ今にも枯れそうな葉のしずくが囁く「ハロー」儚く季節は巡っても 君を想っているよ伝えたいんだ この目に映るもの「ハロー」その目を逸らさないで
厭らしさに溢れた借り物の慰めより素っ気ない素振りが君の真実ならいいのにどれくらい想いが募っても伝わるのはきっとほんの少しだけ
放て 言葉にならなくても 迷わず明日へと感じたいんだ 胸に響くエコー「ハロー」その声を絶やさないで
伝わったらいいのに 間違いでもいいのに今届けたいんだ このフレーズを君に
涙が滲んだアスファルトに 花咲かせるよ今にも落ちそうな夜空にも言えるんだ 「ハロー」たとえ明日が来なくても 君のそばにいられたら伝えたい この目に映るものだから その手を離さないで
離さないで
On a streetcorner where the wintry wind howls, my breath escapes white in the cold“It’s easy to catch a cold when the season starts to change.” So it’s said, right?Inside unhurriedly-flowing hoursIt’s always these kinds of trivial phrases that float to the surface of my mind
On the asphalt where tears blended together, flowers will bloom againSoon, drops of water on withered-seeming leaves will whisper, “hello”Even if the seasons pass by fleetingly, I’ll be thinking of youI want to tell you about the things reflected in these eyes“Hello.” Don’t turn those eyes away
It’s okay if you respond with curt behavior rather than borrowed comfortThat’s filled to the brim with apparent dislikeNo matter how intense my thoughts getIt’s surely only a few of them that are conveyed
Let it go. Although we may not be able to put it into words, unwavering we’ll head toward tomorrowI want to feel it, the echo that resounds in my chest“Hello.” Don’t let that voice die down
I hope this will be conveyed; I hope it’s okay even if this is a mistakeNow, I want to deliver this phrase to you
I’ll make flowers bloom on the asphalt where my tears blended togetherSoon, I’ll be able to say it to the night sky that seems to be about to fall down, “Hello”And even if tomorrow doesn’t come, should I be able to be near youI want to tell you about the things reflected in these eyesSo don’t pull away that hand
Don’t pull away